Chapter 77

**Smack!**

The sharp blade struck the mirror in the living room, and fine cracks appeared on the once smooth surface. More bizarrely, fresh blood seeped out from those cracks!

The mirror in the center of the living room seemed to have a life of its own!

The scarred man hadn't expected that his full-force strike would only create a few cracks on the mirror. Before he could make his next move, an arm holding a sharp blade reached out from the mirror. Just as the scarred man had slashed the mirror with his blade, the arm fiercely stabbed the blade into his body.

The most terrifying part was yet to come. As the scarred man struggled to push the mirror over in his dying moments, countless gray arms emerged from the mirror, seemingly trying to tear him apart.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the scarred man screamed for help, but Han Fei and the other outsider quietly began moving toward the door as if they had agreed on a plan.

They had the same idea, but unfortunately, the scarred man only lasted for less than two seconds before the gray arms dragged him completely into the mirror.

A cold chill emanated from behind, and Han Fei obediently stopped in his tracks.

"This won't do! Two lives, and we only managed to buy a little over a minute!"

Four people had entered, and within less than three minutes, two were already dead. This seemingly ordinary hidden mission was filled with a strong sense of danger.

Now, only Han Fei and the effeminate man remained in the mirror, and as they continued to mimic more actions, their reflections in the mirror became increasingly clear.

Looking at the increasingly lifelike expressions in the mirror, Han Fei even had the illusion that he himself was truly trapped inside the mirror.

Rubbing his eyes, Han Fei noticed that the room around him had become somewhat blurry.

The reflection in the mirror also rubbed its eyes and revealed a sinister smile.

"This hidden mission is called the Mirror God's Game. Does the Mirror God refer to the mirror in the living room? Does it mimic living people to gain more human traits, and then trap both the living and the dead inside the mirror?"

After mimicking the actions of his reflection, Han Fei took a step back, intending to move closer to the door.

The effeminate man also noticed Han Fei's intention and moved even faster, reaching the door first.

After mimicking the actions of his reflection, the effeminate man grabbed the doorknob and opened the door.

According to the game rules, it was now the reflection's turn to make a move, but the effeminate man didn't stop. Seeing the door open, he immediately ran out without hesitation.

The moment he violated the game rules, gray arms shot out from the mirror at an incredible speed!

The effeminate man was caught just as he ran out of the room. He swung his knife desperately, but it was futile. He could only watch as he was dragged back into the room.

Originally standing at the door, he was now dragged directly to the front of the mirror by the gray arms.

However, this time the gray arms didn't drag him into the mirror. Instead, they made him stand face-to-face with his reflection.

"The gray arms only appear when the game rules are violated, acting as both the game's enforcer and punisher. However, their treatment of the effeminate man and the scarred man was different."

"The mirror killed the killer who tried to destroy it and dragged the killer who tried to escape to the closest point to the mirror. The mirror in the living room seems to have a mind of its own. It's not just about killing; it constantly mimics human behavior, possibly to become human itself."

There was some kind of ghost hiding in the mirror, seemingly trying to break free from its confines and regain freedom.

"What a neighborhood this building has."

Han Fei had thought that the neighbor who kept a room as a pet was already unusual, but now he had encountered a mirror neighbor.

"No wonder there are no living people on the seventh floor. Who would want to wake up and find themselves trapped in a mirror?" Thinking about this, Han Fei even had a more terrifying guess: "There might have been other people on the seventh floor, but they were all trapped in the mirror."

Han Fei decided to complete the hidden mission obediently, following the rules.

When it was his turn to make a move, he decisively threw the knife outside the door.

"I'll throw all the sharp objects outside later."

If the reflection in the mirror wanted to use the knife to harm him, it would first have to pick it up. But if Han Fei threw all the knives outside, the reflection would have to leave the room to pick them up.

Han Fei's plan seemed sound, but the next scene made his forehead break out in a cold sweat.

The effeminate man, who had been grabbed by the gray arms to the front of the mirror, had also guessed the game rules. Instead of struggling like his companion, he obediently played the game in front of the mirror.

When it was his turn to make a move, he tried to take a step back.

The reflection in the mirror also took a step back, and then it made a疯狂的举动。

It raised its finger and directly stabbed it into its own eye socket.

Seeing this terrifying scene, both Han Fei and the effeminate man were shocked.

Han Fei was relatively calm, but the effeminate man's face lost all color. He slowly raised his finger but couldn't bring himself to do it.

With only fifteen seconds left, gray arms reached out from the mirror, and the effeminate man seemed to fall into a pit of snakes.

Under immense pressure, the effeminate man finally made his decision. He followed the game rules and stabbed his finger into his eye socket.

The sound of the action made Han Fei's scalp tingle.

The effeminate man endured immense pain and instinctively covered his blinded eye.

The reflection in the mirror revealed a sinister smile, covering its already blinded eye with its left hand and then stabbing its other eye with its right hand. His pale face was left with only two bloody holes.

Without eyes, he couldn't see what the reflection would do next. The effeminate man believed the ghost in the mirror was trying to play him to death.

With no way out, he no longer hid his intentions. He pretended to prepare to blind his other eye and then fled backward again.

The outcome was already decided. His desperate struggle finally enraged the mirror, and the gray arms dragged him into it.

The effeminate man's remaining eye emitted a vicious light, and he stared at Han Fei with a final, anguished scream.

"Why are you looking at me? I'm a victim too!"

Han Fei was now somewhat relieved that the three killers had followed him in. These three people had used their lives to help Han Fei pass half the time.

The room fell silent, and only one figure remained in the mirror.

"Before completing the hidden mission, I must first follow the game rules and then slow down the game's pace."

Compared to the three killers, Han Fei's behavior could be described as obedient. He always cooperated with the mirror, doing whatever it asked.

However, Han Fei was also secretly thinking of a strategy. He didn't plan to escape or destroy the mirror but to make actions that the ghost in the mirror would find difficult to mimic.

Most ghosts are enveloped in negative emotions, bound by despair and pain. These beings find it hard to understand happiness and joy.

Han Fei focused on this point. He didn't make large movements but used his facial muscles and superior acting skills to continuously make warm, happy, and positive expressions.